Disclaimer: I don't own Death Note

Sorry for taking so long, I've had writer's block.

Thanks for all the reviews; I know I promised to make a longer story if I had more reviews; but this will either be the last chapter or next to last. I can't think of anything else to write about.

And I swear to Kira I tried hard to come up with an unusual name for the criminal, Paul Mogas was the best I could think of. If that name is already taken -.- I give up.

Okay, looks like this is the last chapter…ugh, I'm not to proud of the abrupt ending.

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Death changes people.

The fear of death changes people.

Light Yagami knew this.

When he feared that Near would arrest him, Light begged.

Being locked up was a fate equivalent to death. Something he wanted to avoid.

When he saw his chance at victory fading away, Light transformed. He was no longer the cool calm person he was before. He went insane. He still thought he had a chance. But when it was apparent he didn't, he began to beg.

He begged Ryuuk for his life.

Something he'd never thought he'd have to do.

And now that he was dead, Light found himself changing again.

For in life, he was sure that what he was doing was right. He was sure he'd never be caught. He was sure there'd be no consequences.

…….

Light's glance turned down shyly. He couldn't bring himself to look at L's face. He felt ashamed of all the thing's he'd done. "I tried to make the perfect world. I wanted to create a utopia. That was my only goal when I started. Where did I go wrong?"

"Since I died, that's the one mystery I've been trying to solve," L admitted. "I've never been able to figure it out. Perhaps, if you make it to where I am, we can figure it out together."

Light fought back the emotions welling in his heart, he'd never felt so human in his life before. Sure, he'd felt fear when death was near, but nothing like this. "I'm not going where you are," Light whispered.

"Well, I'm sure if you think that, then it's true," L admitted.

All the light in the room faded away.

Then they flooded back in an instant.

Light found himself in an empty and cold courtroom.

'Is this where I'm going to be judged,' Light momentarily pondered. In mere moments, the answer became an obvious 'no,' when human beings faded in. They looked like ghosts for a moment, transparent an eerie, but their bodies soon became flesh, and their voices filled the courtroom.

'I recognize him,' thought Light, gazing at the defendant.

Cold and emotionless, the young man on trial showed no remorse for his actions.

He stood accused of murdering a nine-year-old child. Eyewitnesses placed him at the scene of the crime. His fingerprints were found on the knife that had been found in the victim's back.

"We the jury find, the defendant, not guilty."

Those were the words that angered a world. The case was receiving world wide publicity. Everyone blamed the jury for being biased. The defendant was a well-known movie star, Paul Mogas; a celebrity, and therefore, immune to the law. He smiled for the cameras as he waltzed out of the courthouse.

The crowds booed at the injustice.

Then he fell over, dead. He had suffered a heart attack.

The crowds cheered Kira's name.

Rewatching this scene, Light smiled. 'At least I could do some good,' he thought to himself.

That's when another flash blinded him.

…..

'Where am I?' Light wondered. He looked around at his surroundings. Though it was dark, he could make out the edges of an alleyway around him. He traced his hands across the cold brick, icy chills ran up his spine. 'I probably have to watch another murder here,' he thought to himself.

What he saw next, shocked him more than anything did so far.

A young boy stumbled into the alleyway. He was short, only nine. His black hair was short and messy, and his clothes were covered in dirt. But the thing that stood out most was the knife in his back. The young boy's sobs echoed into the night.

Light remembered the situation, the boy had gotten lost while he and his friends were playing in the park. He wandered into the alley and then

Then another figure stumbled into onto the scene, Paul Mogas. "Oh my God," he said, rushing to the boys side, "Are you alright?"

Light didn't have to see anymore to realize what had happened.

He'd made a mistake.

He'd killed an innocent person.

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Flash!

Light once more found himself in limbo.

"I always wondered if all your judgments were accurate," L admitted harshly. "I thought surely no human cold be right one hundred percent of the time."

"I killed an innocent person," gasped Light, thrusting his hands into his face. "I killed an innocent person." It seemed that Light could no longer hold back his feelings anymore. "I killed an innocent person," he cried out the tears pouring down his face.

"Shut up," growled L. He didn't usually like to be so rude, or use such simple words, but they were the most effective tool for the job. "I refuse to believe that you never considered the possibility you'd make the mistake. Besides, its not like you to cry. You made your choice and now you have to live with it."

Light's sobbing stopped for a moment. "You're right," Light admitted. "It's funny; I once asked my dad what the death sentence was. I was young at the time, only seven. I couldn't fathom the idea of passing judgment on another person's life. I asked, 'but what if the defendant was innocent?' I said that nobody should have the right to kill another person."

In another flash of light, the two found themselves in what looked like a throne room.

….

"Where are we?" Asked Light. He looked around at the room, it looked like the inside of an archaic stone castle. Stained glass windows let in colored light, blanketing the room in an eerie glow.

"This is it," L told him, "you're judgment."

Light stepped forward nervously. He examined the large circle on the ground, hypnotized by the golden scales painted so beautifully within.

"If you're judged worthy of Heaven, then the circle will light up," L explained. "And you'll be carried there. But if you're sentenced to Hell, then the floor will open up beneath you, and you'll be doomed for eternity."

Light stepped onto the circle, taking a deep breath.

The floor opened up beneath him, and he felt his body fall.

He instinctively thrust his hands upward, hoping to grab something, but he knew it was pointless.

The heat was overwhelming as he fell towards Hell. He could feel his skin burning.

'This is it,' he thought, 'my punishment for all I've done. I wish I could've spent a little more time with you, Ryuuzaki. I wish I could have at least learned your real name.'

...

Light felt his body jerk as he came to a halt. Slowly, his body began to move upward toward safety. He looked up in disbelief. "Ryuuzaki, what are you doing?"

"Saving you," the detective explained, pulling Light's body to safety.

"But why?" Light asked, unable to figure out L's motivation.

"Because, you are my friend," L explained with a cheesy smile.

"So what now?" Light asked. "I can't imagine that they'd let me into Heaven."

"No," L admitted, "They won't. And they won't let me back in either, after I saved you. It looks like we're stuck together forever. Sorry about that."

"Well, if its with you," said Light, "Then I don't mind."

THE END

IMPORTANT!!

Sorry it was so abrupt, I'm thinking of doing a sequal.

Oh, and read into that last line however you want, it was meant to be about their friendship.

Oh, and Near fans DO NOT READ THE OMAKE THE JUDGMENT OF NEAR! Its coming sometime soon, it won't be that long. Its about Light, L, Matt, and Mello, helping Near with his jusgment.